Cleethorpes, June 2024
Happy days.
Happy days.
It’s surprising what thoughts may exercise a septuagenarian as a woman thirty years his junior and met for the first time not twenty minutes earlier is sliding an index finger along his rectum. While on the receiving end of precisely … Read More »
I’m sorry this is such a long letter. I didn’t have time to write a shorter one. Attributed to, amongst others, Mark Twain and Blaise Pascal Years ago a friend told me, I think he meant it as a compliment, … Read More »
Three years ago, almost to the day, I first saw the bluebells at Strelley. Yesterday I revisited with my friend Heather, she who on that prior occasion introduced me to this woodland haven bounded west, north and south by farmland, … Read More »
* Yesterday in Sheffield’s Endcliffe Park, a stone’s throw from Steel City House … * Here’s my favourite oak in the whole wide world, a tree for all seasons. I’ve photographed it in snow and shine, with friends in the … Read More »
Still kicking myself. Seconds before leaving the house this morning, for a stroll with Jackie and Tebay, I contemplated bringing my grown up camera. Problem being I was on the ground floor while said item sat two floors above. Nah, … Read More »
Levers Water is in the English Lake District, at the head of the Coppermines Valley above Coniston village. Originally a natural tarn, it was enlarged by a dam in 1717 to provide water and power to the nearby mines. Today, … Read More »
Five years ago I watched the drama, Delhi Crime, and this week binged on it again at Netflix, devouring the dozen episodes of series 1 three or four at a time. I’ve always been greedy that way. Think Jimmy McGovern … Read More »
Looking due north from my canoe on Windermere Thursday: 23:04. I pull into the small triangular car park at Ambleside Pier, next to the Youth Hostel. It’s free but only at this hour can I be sure of a space. … Read More »